#Chapter 40
Mario’s Father
The following day I wake up bright and early, now I knew I could play a key main role in finding my father, I wasn’t wasting anytime. I was even downstairs making breakfast for Jackson and I, normally, it’s the other way around. But I felt thankful for the way he was helping me, he was forced into this babysitting position, where he has been nothing but kind and compassionate even when I have been anything but easy going.
Jackson soon walks into the kitchen where he comes to an abrupt stop, I was unsure if this was because I was in the kitchen before he had even woke up or because I was cooking. Before he had time to speak, he had a plate of eggs, bacon and beans in his hands.
/"What’s the occasion?/" He asks taking a seat at the counter looking down at the food I had made, I smile turning around with my glass of water and join him on the counter.